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"Digging swiftly
Out of hell
Madness helps me save myself
Crooked spoons on every wall
Genocide lines the hall
Ten gauge needles and a prayer
Smearing sin everywhere"- Crooked Spoons,Otep lyrics
CHAPTER SEVEN-I SHALL STITCH YOU A SMILE
It had begun.
Hinata could feel her stitches stretch across her cheeks in a manic grin as soon as the clock had struck twelve. Her pale lavender eyes had darkened, consumed by the insanity of the curse as she stalked closer towards her prey. Her heart beat raced in feverish anticipation, taking in each detail of Nomiko's form plastered against the wall as if hoping it would swallow her away from this fate-she could almost smell the overwhelming fear, and it was exhilarating.
How delightful it felt to have the roles reversed. To watch this woman cowering before her, this despicable woman who had mutilated her flesh and made her feel nothing but shame and hatred towards her very existence. This moment of revenge that she had so desperately craved...
Hinata giggled, reaching a pale hand forward to tug at Nomiko's arm, forcefully drawing the woman closer until they were face to face. She grinned, her eyes alight with madness as Nomiko struggled to break free, her free hand scratching at Hinata's face, the long nails drawing blood. As if that would stop her. As if she would let go of this opportunity. Even if the guards had decided to take action, it would not stop the inevitable death she had promised.
These feeble attempts only served to amuse her as she pulled the needles quickly and precisely from the arm that held onto Nomiko, each one making its way with brutal force into her stepmothers arm, igniting shrill screams of pain.
Hinata drew the last needle from her own arm, grabbing Nomiko's throat tightly as she watched the woman struggle and cry as she positioned the bloody needle in front of those hateful brown eyes, smirking as Nomiko struggled harder, pressing her face away from Hinata's stitched hand and against the wall behind her. That look of absolute fear...
There was no where to escape.
She slashed the needle across her stepmothers face, tightening her hold on Nomiko's throat as the needle brutally slammed its way into her left eye. The screams she received were almost inhuman, once prideful form now a whimpering mess, needles buried deep and the crimson blood that flowed so freely from those wounds.
More...
Hinata slid the knife out from behind her, eyes never leaving Nomiko's form as she worked the blade into the lacing of the red kimono, running it precisely down the side of her neck,forming a light cut as she traced the pretty blue veins of her cold white skin, ever so carefully... Despite the desperate struggles, Hinata continued with the knife, dragging it almost lovingly across her prey's collar, down to the thin wrist still held within her grasp.
And then, not quite so precisely, she dug her nails into the cut, pinching the tender veins and forcefully drawing them and pulling, watching the tender veins with a grin as they followed the line she had created, before they broke off with a squelching sound at the base of her neck. The bloody threads fell to the floor, blood seeping out into a puddle at Hinata's feet.
The people within the ballroom began to scream in terror, their cries of shock and fear blurring into one single mass of noise as many fled for the doors. Hinata couldn't have cared less in that moment, watching Nomiko twitch and whimper in pain before her was simply intoxicating. She supposed it was the effects of the curse, of this insanity at the stroke of midnight. Her mothers dying wish for revenge having been engraved into the very depths of Hinata's soul, begging to be fulfilled.
The pale girl gazed once more at her stepmothers form, remembering Naruto's words, clenching her hand around the blood stained knife at the sudden rage that ran through her.
"I saw it happened. I saw them stab her through the window. It was horrible, seeing them chop up her body then burn the pieces... They..were the ones who did this to you weren't they?"...
Murderer...
Hinata spun Nomiko's body around, winding the black string off her other arm and wrapping it quickly around her bleeding neck...her arms were drawn into the web, along with her legs and ankles, seizing her whimpering form like a distorted marionette, needle brutally decorating an eye.
Nomiko was trapped in pain, the black string digging into her flesh as it held her in place, while Hinata gripped and pulled further until the lines that ran across her victims wrists and ankles drew blood at the sheer force. More screams echoed throughout the ballroom.
There was no where to run, no one to save this woman,and the pale girl's cold lavender eyes made sure that Nomiko knew this as a fact.
No one will save you...
She let out an insane giggle, twirling the knife in her blood stained, stitched hand before slamming the blade harshly into her stepmothers back, brutally dragging the metal along her fragile spinal cord. She watched gleefully as the bones cracked and Nomiko's drained body began to spasm in a grotesque dance, her fearful face twisted in pain as her whole body shuddered and stopped, paralyzed.
Hinata's lavender eyes gazed coolly at the form of the person she most hated, observing the shallow breathing and the crimson life that slowly dripped from the tightened black string. She let go of that string, watching as Nomiko fell to the floor, body limp and weak as she laid helplessly sprawled against the wall.
So weak...
Lavender eyes flashed with hatred and disgust as Hinata leaned forward, her pale hand grasping her victims chin so that those petrified eyes met hers,and she grinned. Seeing that Nomiko was still conscious for the end...
Perfect...
Her hand gently caressed the painted red lips of her whimpering stepmother,smiling serenely as she pressed the blood stained blade closer, siding it against her cheek,whispering softly in her ear...
"Smile for me..."
The skin tore apart, knife tearing into the flesh, extending a gruesome smile from the corners of her lips to the tips of her cheeks...
Nomiko's screams echoed throughout the room,a delightful melody in Hinata's mind. The screams only forcing the smile to rip apart further,ripping and tearing at the flesh into a grotesque, gaping form.
And everything soon became drenched in blood, thickly coating a fancy red dress and oozing down painted red lips twisted into a mutilated smile as Nomiko's pained cries eventually stopped to soft gurgles, choking on her own blood.
The crimson red had splattered onto the cold white floor, shining brightly in the well lit room, reflections and shadows bouncing off the liquid.
Silence congealed within the air,suffocating those closest. People who had failed to escape the room had simply stared in horror- some fainted,others cried, but they did not matter.
None of them concerned her.
These people who were so easily swayed by wealth and power, forever envious and wanting more then what they have. Greedy, fickle, selfish voices- white noise...
Nothing...
The sisters were next.
Hinata slowly turned her head away from the masterpiece that was the mutilated form of her dear stepmother, darkened eyes eagerly scanning the ballroom. They were a few faces that she recognized-the Uchiha's, Naruto and her sister...But she could not dwell on the thought of them.
Not now...
There they stood by the podium, besides the prince and a handful of the palace guards. The twins were afraid, that much was clear, and Hinata couldn't help but softly giggle - slowly walking towards them, pale hand clenched around the knife that was stained with their mothers blood...
The guards moved forward, ready to attack, and Hinata was prepared to cut them down. But the prince had raised his hand to stop them and she quickly turned her attention towards him, confused and suddenly realizing the reason why no guard had stopped her as she killed Nomiko.
His facial expression was captivating- instead of being shocked or horrified, he seemed entranced, almost compelled. Those intense green eyes invitng her to continue, and a wicked smirk that promised he would not stop her.
Hinata grinned. She kept advancing forward, making her way towards the terrified statues towards the end of the room, past the prince who had gracefully stepped back; signalling his guards to do the same.
The pale girl reached the twins and gave a huge smile at the tears that ran down their faces;the selfishness they held- did they care for their dead mother? Chances were slim. Did they care that they no longer had a mother to pay for their expenses? Most definitely. But right now,the thing they cared about the most shone through their thin exterior- what was just a glimpse before almost blinding in comparison.
And as Hinata reached forward to grab the first sister, still only one thing was at the center of their minds.
Themselves...
And it was through this selfishness that they were due to die- that, and sweet, sweet revenge.
Hinata leaned forward, the choked sobs of the blonde twin filling her mind as she caressed the side of Shittoyuki's face, whispering delicately in her ear, a shudder running through her body as the words comprehended, the other merely standing there- stiff with shock and fear for herself.
"Wanna go see Mommy?"
AN: aaaand Nomiko is dead! YAAAY! Next are those twins and I have something really fun planned for both of them so look forward to more XD
Review, no hateful comments, constructive criticism only.
Miyuki